The Explanation Poem by I.P. GOPIKRISHNAN PISHARODY
The Explanation
He took my order,
I noticed the last bird had gone;
but my order, not yet come.
I see the ice dropp on glass,
slides in glass.
he gave me a friendship,
I wave with my eyes,
it goes down and down
Where it alter to water,
As the life is getting lose in an bit
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
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4/26/2024 12:29:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice idea Gopikrishnan. I am enthralled by the idea of ice melting in a glass where it changes its form. Everything changes form in life. The romantic touch compliments the analogy.Well done. Sid John.